like curly is the new straight. and pink is the new blue. and dots are the new stripes. and glittery flats are the new riding boots.
to Morrissey and the torrential rain (i can't decide which i love more)
that my room smells like a Cape Cod beach house and fresh hyacinths and raindrops and freshly laundered extra soft shabby chic bedding
if anyone else got s-i-c-k of seeing moon pictures today. more boring than food, definitely
capri leggings - and just try finding un-capri leggings. they don't exist
this bracelet. it has awful reviews, apparently it falls off or gets bent. but i don't care, i still want it :)
to Atlantic City this weekend. i hope it lives up to my ridiculously low expectations ;)
cuuuutest baby ever
hey i just met you and this is crazy.
i baked for the neighbors i haven't yet met.
i think they think i'm crazy (but good crazy, right...? :)
Blackjack doesn't care about the honey badger
(he said yawning to calm himself ;)
i grew these!
the mexican food here truly sucks ass. the only thing that makes up for that fact
is the fact that the salsa bowls look like little piggies
on the sport court (on an unrainy day)
Weasel and her big brother
we painted tonight